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Visions fill the bowl
The stuff that dreams are made of
Darkness turns to gold
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Lovely – just like scrying. 🙂 ❤
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It looks like a scrying bowl 🙂
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I thought that too. 🙂
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🙂
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I’ve been ‘away’ (mostly) from the blogosphere so forgive if I’ve missed an announcement but have you started compiling these? ❤️❤️❤️
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Oh dear…no…not yet, Sarah. But nice to see you back. I may have to dedicate the book to you when I do 😉 xx
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No rush. I’ll be first in line though. 🙋♀️💜
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🙂 ❤
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Visions fill the bowl because it looks like an eye! Fabulous Sue! ❤
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These bowls…some natural, some not, fill the moors. ❤
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Incredible! 🙂
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🙂
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That is an incredible photo Sue, an eye to the world. And the haiku so reflects the mystery . You could create many many different haiku from this one image.
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I have used it several times for various things, Denis… this is one of my favourite bowls on the moors.
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